Miss Cinderella's forgotten shoe
Miss Cinderella
O Miss Cinderella!
I reckoned my dreams would materialize true
When I stared into those beautiful eyes of you
Miss Cinderella
O Miss Cinderella
Thou forgot to cast behind thy only begotten shoe
I stand here in line in thy awaited queue
You enlighten from the limousine
I’m waiting for that heavenly sign
Miss Cinderella
O Miss Cinderella
What has become of you?
Thou forgot to cast behind thy only begotten shoe
So many miles I flew
Yet you have no clue
Of how much we can chew
Without your shoe, there is no preview
Of the fairy tale we could pursue
Miss Cinderella
O Miss Cinderella
Can’t you see this love tattoo?
Thou forgot to cast behind thy only begotten shoe
And now you have left the venue
Thoughts of your forgotten shoe
I will cherish and value
So close, so near, almost there
Miss Cinderella
O Miss Cinderella
If only you could undo
And cast behind thy forgotten shoe
But thou forgot to cast behind thy only begotten shoe
So the prince is gone
Life goes on
But my love for you is not withdrawn!
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Cinderella
Written by j. kimball and d. vidal, 1984
Found on perspective.
I was out last night having a ball
And comin home, I wasnt thinkin nothin at all
And there on the sidewalk what did I see
A little glass slipper starin back at me
Cinderella (cinderella)
Well Im not superstitious but Im smarter than I seem
And I knew it was love, if you know what I mean
When I saw that slipper it occurred to me
The shoe fit her and she fit me
Cinderella (cinderella)
Cinderella (cinderella)
When I find her it will be
A fairy tale for her and me
I will never let her go
Cinderella
Now the other girls hold no fascination for me
I just think of her wherever she may be
I will search my whole life through
cause no one else will ever do
Cinderella (cinderella)
Cinderella (cinderella)
When I find her it will be
A fairy tale for her and me
I will never let her go
She will give my heart a home
Until that day Ill be alone
With just a slipper and a dream
Cinderella (cinderella)
Cinderella (cinderella)
Oo (cinderella)
Cinderella (cinderella)
song performed by by America
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Abused Cinderella
Cinderella was a nice gal
Always did what she was told
Put others before herself
Cinderella had lots of hopes and dreams
One day in the town she heard of the ball
CInderella wanted to go
Really really bad
Her step mom gave her touble
Her sisters were ok
But she never went
Beucase no one cared
Poor cinderella cried
Dreams really don't come true
Fairytales are fake
Cinderella never found her prince
She never really went to any ball
She lost all her hopes and dreams in life
Cinderella never got a granted wish
Poor cinderella
True love never found her
When she was old
Cinderella died an old maid
When Cinderella went to heaven
She was treated like a real princess
Angels planed a ball for her
And made her a pretty white gown
Jesus danced with her
Then he took her by the hand
And led her to her handsome chosen prince
It was all worth the shattered hopes
And dreams in life
To have a fairytale ending in heaven
poem by Bella Ravenstar
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Modern Cinderella
I'm a modern Cinderella.
I wish I was more like Twighlight's Bella.
But i'm locked away.
It's like that everyday.
I'm the modern Cinderella.
I wish I was the Enchanted Ella.
My family wants to get rid of me.
This no one really sees.
I'm the Modern Cinderella.
Never mind Bella.
I'm meeting you for the very first time.
This the day I challenge my self to sing 'The Climb.'
I'm the modern Cinderella
Never mind Ella.
We feel in love at first sight.
Now the clock strikes midnight.
I'm the modern Cinderella.
Never the orginal.
Never mind Bella.
Never mind Ella.
I don't run in flight.
I'm prepared to fight.
I'm the modern Cinderella.
See me as I am.
See the real me.
Not the person I pretened to be.
I'm the modern Cinderella.
Nothing like the original.
Not like Bella.
Not like Ella.
Now i've found my modern Prince.
I am me.
I'm the Modern Cinderella....
poem by Desiree Bradford
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Cinderella's Shoes
The ugly sister, Alice,
glared at the mirror with reflected malice;
gave a grin
and blew a bubble;
stroked the stubble
on her chin
and simpered, in unbridled bliss,
'What a charmer I iss! '
adding, with a grimace,
'Who's the prettier, glass face? '
'Cinderella!
Cinderella. Cinderella. Cinderella.
Cinderella. Cinderella.'
The mirror twinkled a little wintry.
'Cinderella. Cinderella....'
The tiny fragments of splintery
glass were swept up by footman Fred.
'What a wolatile woman! ' Fred said.
'A weally, wolatile woman! '
An officer guarded the small glass slipper,
passport to a prince and palace.
(But not for Alice.)
She queezed and pressed and sqealed and swore
and gave a most almighty roar.
More fragments of splintering glass
were swept up by footman Fred.
'What a woracious woman! ' Fred said.
'A most woracious woman! '
Cinderella slipped easily into the other shoe,
was whisked off in a guilded carriage
to a brave new world where her goodness drew
her, to liveried servants and a royal marriage!
And Alice?
She stumbled her bloody way
to a fate far worse than death.
To a tiny cell with walls of mirrors.
Unbreakable, bullet proof, everlasting glass!
(From Blondin & Other Poems)
poem by Brian Taylor
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I like Cinderella, I really do. She has a good work ethic. I appreciate a good, hard-working gal. And she likes shoes. The fairy tale is all about the shoe at the end, and I'm a big shoe girl.
Im not that Cinderella
I'm not that Cinderella, ,
I’m not right all the time,
And I’m not gonna sit in a cold, dusty old attic,
Just Waiting and waiting for that someone to come and find me.
And then one day I realized,
The fariytale life just isnt the life for me.
I'm not that Cinderella.
I know that one day will be the day I'll find someone who loves me,
who needs me,
Who wants me for my heart and soul,
and not just a pretty face,
and he’s isn’t scared to show that he loves me.
A one who will see
that I’m pleased who I am,
I’m not that Cinderella.
I can chase my own Monsters,
Out of my room.
I Can dream my own dreams,
But maybe not accomplish them.
And my knight in shining armour,
Is upto me.
I'm not that Cinderella.
I don't wanna be like anyone else,
I wanna be an individual,
Not like the pretty girls you see in the story books,
JUST ME (:
I'm not that Cinderella.
poem by Mikaiila .S.
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Will I
Will I miss the skies?
Will I miss the clouds?
Will I miss the ocean?
Will I miss the bay?
Will I miss the sunrise?
Will I miss the moon?
Will I miss the mountains?
Will I miss the trees?
Will I miss the city lights?
Will I miss the snow?
Will I miss the laughter?
Will I miss the jokes?
Will I miss touch?
Will I miss love?
Will I miss you?
Will i?
Will i?
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Miss Cinderella, sing my song
This is one of my poems in my current erotic poem book I am writing to publish later this year. And please it is all based on imagination!
The smell of her strong musky fragrance
Imposed on me a certain disturbance
Clearly in the air there was no romance
Perhaps that was a sign of its entrance
That night I slept but a little
My fingers in a constant fiddle
Tossing and turning
My imagination running
Wow! She was stunning
Her lips alone I couldn’t dismiss
Even with a single kiss
I simply do not know how to ‘take the piss’
Those delicate rosy cushy red lips
Needed seven times seven daily kiss trips
With special tantalizing nurturing from my lips
Her large beautiful breasts
Lay hidden beneath her blouse
She was not yet my spouse
Yet every part of me was aroused
I’ll like to grind my body upon her thighs
Feed her lips with laughter and moaning cries
Share intimacy with her below the midnight skies
Someday maybe together we may fly
Who knows how high if we try!
And when she spoke
Her words alone were electrifying
While I listened mesmerising
Memorising every word she spoke
Until my brain was literally soaked
I like to kiss her body inch by inch
Tease her with every flinch and with soft pinches
Touch and caress her smooth black ebony skin
Taste her breasts as our love manifest at a love nest
Pin her to the bedroom wall and make love to her gently
Talk to her beautiful body all night tenderly
Her juicy pie will get wetter than wet
So she will never forget the day we met
On a beautiful night of poetry
With women writers making history
Her thoughts were with another
At first I thought her poem
Was about her sister or her mother
Never guessed it was her ex-lover
It seems Miss Cinderella
Is still hanging on to what is gone
Miss Cinderella
Sometime, I’ll like to take you out for some fun
The wonderful night past
She vanished so fast
No phone calls, just occasion text and emails
Where have I failed, or have I failed
Before I even started to set sail?
I can’t call now, Life’s pressure is written on my wall
I’m not entitled to pleasure in my crystal ball
But it seems Miss Cinderella
Is still hanging on to what is gone
Miss Cinderella
Sometime, I’ll like to take you out for some fun
Take a walk with you under the sun
Massage your body beautifully as we take turns
Play hide and seek as we take shelter and run
I could bake you one of my delicate buns
Miss Cinderella
Stop hanging to what is gone
All that is past and done
My passion for you is about to be born
My feeling for you is better than none
I invite you to sing with me my song
There is this feeling I have
We cannot be wrong!
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Cinderella Stay Awhile
[verse 1]
Cinderella, stay awhile
Youre the one
That Ive been lookin for
Cinderella, when you smile
All around me sunbeams
Start to fall
Midnight is so near
Please dont disappear
Now that you are here
Stay awhile
[verse 2]
Cinderella, I just know
That the magic slippers
Gonna to fit
Cinderella, do not go
Youre my princess
I am sure of it
This is love for sure
Love thats sweet and pure
Love that will endure
Stay awhile
[bridge]
When you speak the angels all sing
This is the kind of magic you bring, oh
[verse 3]
Cinderella, stay awhile
This is like a fairytale with you
Cinderella, when you smile
All my fairytales are coming true
Well my only fear
Is midnight is so near
Please dont disappear
Stay awhile, oh
(fairytales, make-believe and you)
(fairytales, make-believe and you)
Cinderella, stay awhile
Dont you go
Oh
song performed by by Michael Jackson
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I Miss
I miss
I miss the way you say my name
I miss your smile
I miss the way you make me feel
I miss you
I miss the sparkle in your eyes
I miss the love you had for me
I miss having your shoulder to cry on
I miss your arms around me
I miss the way you make me smile
I miss the way you hug me
I miss the way we always met
I miss everything about you
I miss your warmth
I miss the love raidiating from you
I miss the softness of your lips
I miss you
poem by Kalista Mccart
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Cinderella Renewed
there was once a girl I knew
Her name was Cinderella
But Cinderella is way too long
We'll call her just Ella
Ella was a spoilt kid
Oh yes, she was
She rather barks than talks
not someone to cross
Then Gloomy air Spread everywhere
As her mother died with heart attack
All relatives cried at the news
Ella also did, but it was fake
His father married again
The lady had daughters of her own
Beautiful they were, oh yes
Names: Isabella and Sharon
Our Cinderella was very jealous
girls had taken her place, not one but two
Ella wanted to take revenge
From the girls, and their mother too!
But before she could do anything
The handsome prince called a ball
All the maidens were invited
It was to take place in the castle's hall
Excitement arose everywhere
Beautiful looked our Cinderella
But her stepsisters were their too
And their was no match for Isabella
The prince walked in the room
His eyes fell on Isabella
He asked her for a dance
And not our Cinderella
Soon the news spread through the kingdom
Prince and Isabella were to marry, no pretend
But then something happened
The prince chose Cinderella instead!
on the marriage day, bells rang
Ella and prince were coupled
But prince looked so forlorn and sad
As though he had just been crumpled
And as the carriage went, people wondered
What was it, that had dejected him
But we know the truth, that
Cinderella had a revolver to torture him!
poem by Myra Ahmad
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Just You
there're a few light clouds floating above the sky,
there're a few light breeze blowing on the ground,
oh, who told me not to miss you?
it's just you, only you, who have appeared in my dreams
for many times!
you're the cinderella's cystal shoe, taking it,
the poor ordinary girl can be the brilliant princess suddenly,
you're the yeast for vintage, adding it,
the small and acerb grapes can become a glass of superb red wine/nectar amazingly.
you have the magic of turning the ugly duck into a beautiful white swan,
you're like the spring wind only for whom the flowers come into blossom.
I miss u
I miss u in the mirror as it does not reflect u in my eyes
I miss u in my arm when I feel I am alone in the shades
I miss u when a girl shys
I miss u when a bird flies
I miss u when rain starts toopur toopur
I miss u when I heard leafs mutter
I miss u seeing a purple saree
I miss u seeing a talking eye
I miss u in a pic standing like a queen
I miss u serving a chat for u and me
I miss u in my arms
I miss u in my nights
I miss u when oggy runs after cockroaches
I miss u when bacardi and bear flashes
I miss u in the late night thinking of the old times
I miss u searching for help on new reciepies
I miss u when I see the phone ringing but its not a call of yours
I miss u when I try to call u but cut it as u r busy in urs
I miss u in facebook
I miss u in every book
poem by Rajnish Jena
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My Cinderella
Gently into the bright future I sway;
Then I met her so fair on my way and
To her beauty a gaze I never say nay. For
In her I see the face of my Cinderella.
Her fairness no comparism, my confession-
Be of the damsel who in heart is full of passion. That
My desire of her I cannot hold back my emotion'
To call her my Cinderella.
The dance of her beauty leaves no measure.
Capturing my fantasy in great pleasure;
Forever with her be my time leisure
To always have a dance with her, my Cinderella.
Round in the shadowy whirl wind of fantasy;
Goes a great sense of me ecstasy-
With streams of passionate intimacy
To always behold her so pretty- my Cinderella.
Behold! Illusions now come to reality.
Imagination in great confidence calleth opportunity
Featuring the heart in that sense of utility'
Of having the one who shall be my Cinderella.
Shall I not look upon your beauty, that
Like a dance in the Milky Way
With heart full of appreciation of
Your majestic effervescence
Say… You are MY CINDERELLA.
poem by Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson
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Explanation
'Tis evident that such a name
As mine to Mr. Dobson came,
Like Cinderella's shoe-it fit
The foot; so, on he buckled it.
Always affectionately yours.'
poem by John Bannister Tabb
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I Miss You!
i miss you,
i miss your smile,
i miss you,
i miss how me you'd go the extra mile,
i miss you,
i miss your sense of humor,
i miss you,
i miss your smile,
i miss you,
how you would be so nice,
i miss you,
i miss you my sis,
i miss you,
and i repay you with this
poem by Allie Whitehead
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I miss you!
i miss you,
i miss your smile,
i miss you,
i miss how for me - you'de go the extra mile,
i miss you,
i miss your sence of humor,
i miss you,
how you'de be so nice,
i miss you,
i miss you being my sis,
and i repay you with this
poem by Allie Nicole
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I'm not Cinderella
This bell ring spread a beautiful memories
About a girl who tried to catch a little dream
Unfortunely she found herself in a middle of
Life that she couldn’t spend without perseverance
She now close her heart to anybody else
Then a charming prince come to lend a hand
To a poor little girl who couldn’t feel
Love or happiness she’s hard to believe in
I’m not Cinderella or any princess else
She said
I’m not live or wait for white horse mounts
I’m not want to love or be loved
That’s not a thing like I could hand on
Everyday till past I live in the heavy rain
And I don’t need you to give me a sunshine
I’m not cry or hurt at night
Don’t stand on your own mind! ! ! !
I’m not Cinderella or any princess else
Not that time or this time
Waiting for true love?
Don’t say a mess
But yes she used to dream as one
Wear a white dress with a man who stand
Right beside her
Carrying her hand
Then they kissed
Live happy ever after
But
I’m not Cinderella or any princess else
I will love without be loved
And only lost
To a beauty dream like you just appear
And if I give you my heart you will tear it apart
But
I’m not Cinderella or any princess else
No love story will tell in my midnight tale
poem by Vivin Seprini
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I`m Not Prince Charming And Will Never Be...
I
I saw Cinderella in the marketplace
Her clothes ragged and one of her shoes without a lace
Tiny drops of sweat ran across her beautiful face
Wearing an expected grimace.
As I were approaching to help her lift her baggage
There came from nowhere her stepsisters
My temper rose to it`s peak when suddenly I saw
Cinderella is now picking the items she bought a while ago.
Those wicked women I want to torture
And imprison them in hell forever
Cinderella, I want to help her be free
But I`m not Prince Charming and will never be.
II
I saw Snow White eating an apple from the wicked witch
She fell down on earth while the laughter grew
I saw Snow White put in a coffin by the seven dwarfs
Tears ran across their face mourning about her death.
I want to cast those tears away from their eyes
And want to tell them lift the cover of the coffin
So that I can kiss her and to the spell let her be free
But I`m not Prince Charming and will never be.
poem by MiJ HeNrieL
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Complex Cinderella
Living in a fantasy world asleep
All her laundry left in a heap
She has a dream of being discovered
Her other life uncovered
Really a wall-flower who never knows what to say
She's not excused from the drudgery of each day
She's a complex Cinderella
Waiting to meet the right fella
Understanding her special dream
Wearing glass slippers is part of the scheme
If the shoe fits wear it
But it's so tight I can't bear it
This shoe was featured in a fashion magazine
It's one you probably have seen
A fairy tale contraption
Wearing it would take some adaptation
Fragile self image she's often left on the shelf
You'll find her sipping tea by herself
Until Mr. Wonderful comes along
She'll be doing housework and humming a song
poem by Carney Brown
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